Rome's Campo de fiore in the morning. This was my first time to be in Campo de fiore in the morning, previous visits were made in the afternoon. In the morning, the daily farmers' market is full swing, they clear out in the early afternoon. Who can resist a farmers'market, whether it be in France, Italy or even in my backyard in Santa Monica? I know I can't. In Rome, I look for my favorite 'porchetta' or roast pork. Here she is, carving out her delicate 'porchetta'. I buy a few slices, ask for 'pane', she points to 'il forno' across the square, I buy some freshly baked rolls and I'm eating my porchetta panino. This is heaven and this is why I travel.
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